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To thine own self be true

Less is truly more. I am doing what I need to do to provide my children with a life that they desire. One of the most important things you can do for yourself is to HEAL. It took me to have others share with me their pain to see exactly how bad I was hurting. Hurting for nothing. Life is God's plan. In less than one year I have completely changed my entire life. My days are filled with raising Jermaine Jr., helping David craft whatever he desires. Making a professional splash in the world of Writing, Plus Size Fashion and Home Design simultaneously. I find if you keep yourself busy you have little time to feel melancholy. Are some days better than others YES but after the struggle comes the ease. I feel great about what lies ahead and am content with the here and now. I don't want to be famous I want to stay fulfilled. I'm tired of arguing with people that don't hear or see me. 2017 was a catalyst in my life. 2018 is the time where I will see the fruits of my labor. This post will be brief but if nothing I say resonates with you please REMEMBER THIS: to thine own self be true. Unapologetically, fearlessly and without an iota of remorse. I put ALL the care I gave EVERYONE into God, myself and my kids-in that ORDER because without Him I am NOTHING-you cannot give from an empty cup AND my children, their well being and happiness is ALL that matters. I'm having so much fun living life, being my true self and living on my own terms. God knew what He was doing in my life. He is The Redeemer.

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